The Democrat. (Scotland Neck, Halifax Co., N.C.) 1884-1896, 1887-08-26

chooses, l am told" replied Boiling;
land, as he is handsome and his father
worth millions, he is at least "a good
CATCH"
"He puts up his fascination along
with his courtesy, I suppose, and leaves
both at home when he travels, " said the
girl.
"Lucyw cried her father, "some
thoughts had better be left unspokcn.
At last, the elegant jim PouIder came
back from the smokin3-car
"Sorry, Frank" he said, ''to have
left you so long. Been bored to death,
haven't you7"
"Oh, mol I have enjoyed a pleasant
conversation with our genial neighbor
over the way"
"Genial2 Well, of all queer chaps for
picking up low acquaintance, you beat
'em."
'Sshl They'll hear you"
''Let 'em, who cares7 Going to stop
at the Junction."
'No; there is one-horse sort of con-
Meeting train, and push Oil to Griff-
ton"
81 shan't. I'll lie over day"
Poulder made his way, with his lug
gage, to the little hotel at the Junction,
while the farmer and daughter, followed
by Boiling, made theirs to the single
car, with superannuated engine
which stood waiting. There were no
other passengers, and the three had the
car to themselves
"Come over here, Mr.. BolIing," said
the old man, after while, 81 want to
talk with you bit. Turn down the
seat. You said you had letter for
Judge Carter and didn't intend to de-
liver it2"
eyes, sir"
'Did it ever occur to you, young
man, to obey fathers ordcrs"
81 trust, sir, that Pm usually obedi-
ent. 1t was not positive order"
81 tell you that you should deliver
that letter to its proper owner. am
Judge Carter, and this is my daughter,
Lucy, Hand over the paper to the
court" "
Il beg your pardon, sir; but =
"You want identification. Here, con-
ductor! TEL this young gentleman who
am"
Judge Carter" said the conductor,
curious to know what it was all about.
Boiling, not little astonished, took
the letter from his pocket-book.
eff you'll permit me, said the Judge,
as he opened the letter, and glanced
over the contents, che wants me to look
after you little. All. how time flies
Lucy, this young fellows father and L
had good times in the old days. How
long did You read law, Bolling"
"a little over two years, sir"
"WhOm did you read with2"
"Spence and Sullivan"
Good men. Sullivan put you through
the office business, I fancy; that's his
way Now, I've been putting you
through an exhaustive examination,
which is my way, and I think you'll do.
Let old Bragg find another salesman,
want clerk to manage my office, and
boss around while am off on circuit.
What do you say to it?"
Say to it, sir2 What can 1 say but
yes, and thank you for the offer
every well, that's settled. Here we
are, and there's our carriage. Give your
checks to John there, and he'll bring
your luggage to the house, along with
ours. Show your galIantry, and hand
Lucy into the carriage. Jump in. I'll
drive"
The next day James Poulder made his
appearance at the Carriers in a state of
elegance "nevcr equallcd and rarely ex-
celled." lie was uShered INTO the oraW-
ing-roOm and received by young lady
whose style suited even his tastldlous
taste, and whose features had dim
familiarity. When the Judge came IN
the young mans recognition of the
farmer in the cars was complete. He
stammered out an apology, but the old
man relieved him.
''It could hardly have been expected
l l., "A